Beautiful poems and the significance of enjoying flowers in the rain

1, the mountains and rivers are far away, and the falling flowers and storms are more harmful to spring.

From Song Yanshu's "Huanxisha is always limited by light"

I have always been very young and limited, and I am easily fascinated when I am ready to leave, so I will not quit frequently when I drink and sing.

It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers.

Explanation:

People's life will end in a limited time, and ordinary parting will make people feel sad. Don't put off the booze just because you often leave. In your limited life, you should sing to wine and drink to your heart's content.

When I arrived, I looked at the vast rivers and mountains and suddenly missed my relatives and friends far away. When the wind and rain blow down the flowers, I find that spring is fleeting and I can't help but feel sad for it. It's better to cherish the people in front of you at the party.

2, swallows do not return to spring night, a misty rain apricot cold.

Su Xi Pavilion by Dai Shulun in Tang Dynasty.

The grass grows on the Suxi Pavilion. Who will stop on the east wind for twelve days?

Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.

Explanation:

There are many weeds beside the Suxi Pavilion, and it is the late spring season. Who is the person who leans like "Xizhouqu" in Dongfeng? Swallows haven't returned to their nests, and the beautiful spring scenery is almost over. The misty rain enveloped a sandbar, and the apricot flowers in the chilly spring breeze lost their bright sunshine on sunny days, looking miserable.

3, drizzle wet clothes can not be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground to listen to silence.

Liu Changqing's Poem Garden in Tang Dynasty.

The spring breeze leans against the green city, and the water town is cold, cloudy and sunny in spring. Drizzle wet clothes can't be seen, idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence.

Sailing alone on the sunset river, the grass is green in Wan Li, Hunan. If the host asks every acquaintance, Qingpao has missed the Confucian scholars today.

Explanation:

The weather in the water town has the chill of early spring, sometimes sunny and sometimes cloudy, sometimes good and sometimes bad; On this spring day, my boat is moored outside Suzhou. The drizzle wet my clothes, but I didn't notice it; The flowers on the branches fell to the ground without a sound.

In the twilight, the river sails alone; To the south of Taihu Lake, green grass stretches across Wan Li. Maybe some friends will ask about me. Please tell them that I am an unlucky scholar and was mistaken by the "green robe".